His voice pitched and cracked as he came into Magnus’s waiting mouth and his back arched to a beautiful angle. Porn Darius was eagerly kissing Magnus back, his arms folding behind Magnus’s neck. He was sitting alone at the scummiest bar in Brink, all dolled up hoping someone would pick him up. Darius’s jaw was beginning to ache from the girth stretching it, but the pain was secondary. That’s it, moan for me.”
Magnus kissed all along Darius’s waistline, occasionally letting a maddening kiss slip just a little lower. “So how much do I owe you my little courtesan?”
Darius shook his head groggily, “Nothing, that one was on the house.”
To be continued… Read 23424 times |
Rated 88.6 % |
(70 votes)
Vote list (Close) :
globalwetwork
: POSITIVE
Randygay
: POSITIVE
